Saturday, January 28, 2012

"I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time." ~ Jack London

Friday, January 27, 2012

"Do not look for rest in any pleasure, because you were not created for pleasure: youwerecreatedforjoy. And if you do not know the difference between pleasure and joy you have not yet begun to live." ~ Thomas Merton

Listened to Mozart in the bath. All clean, inside & out. Waiting for the sun & I have three things to say:

Thursday, January 26, 2012

"There seems to be a kind of order in the universe, in the movement of the stars and the turning of the earth and the changing of the seasons, and even in the cycle of human life, but human life itself is almost pure chaos." ~Katherine Anne Porter

Sunday, January 15, 2012

I drove in the gently falling snow at midnight to pick up Kayla from Asheville airport. The night was beautiful, but not as beautiful as her smiling face. I had such a good trip to Hawaii in November/December and it sounds like her trip there was wonderful as well. We have bridged the long distance--of land and sea and moments--with love.With Kayla home, my heart is so full. These photographs I just took of the sun are too lovely. I cannot decide this morning, so will post two. And play the Young Rascals, one of my Aunty Georgia's favorites... Rascals, ♪♫ ♪♫ It's a Beautiful Morning
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Saturday, January 14, 2012

♥ It... is... FREEZING. Tell me again why I left Hawaii? Sky is full of twinkling stars. It is so beautiful outside.

...White tail deer in my garden, just off my front porch, amid my solar globes. Lights of Asheville behind her: Photo Can you see? She posed, then flew through my garden in a few hops. Am pleased w/ myself that I had camera around my neck w/out flash. Still need to work on remaining calm.

...Not a cloud in the sky. Clear for miles and miles. Golden sky, golden sun.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

My heart is heavy this morning, word from Hawaii is my beloved great Uncle Joe is dying. There are not enough tears. His Celebration ...& Of course, the sky responds with a glorious, comforting rainbow of colors.

"I think of my art as a processof re-composition in which forgotten and unwanted objects are orchestrated into a new synthesis—one that will, I hope, provoke viewers."

~ Launa Romoff

Every morning, while waiting for the sun to rise, I look down from my ridge to the cove below. Often from my perch, I watch this farm and these cows. I dream, imagine. Plan. Pray. Looking at them gives me such peace.

I thought it would be nice to ride down the 1/2 mile to the bottom of my road and catch the sun coming up over the farm. As usually happens, the shot turned out better than I imagined...